Negro League lyrics

[Intro]

This shit sound like days of our lives

Freenation out here paying our tithes, save mula give em' ten percent

Thats too fuckin much. Thats like window tint

Shouts to Such n Such. [Unh]

[Verse]

Sauk Trail

Cheifin on the back porch, grillin each other

Conversation was penicillin, niggas healin each, other thats how the fam do

Free Nation Rebel Soldier

Drop boulders

Never pebbles thats what I can't do

Pant like a black panther the standards are Huey Newton or Bobby Seale,

Or Cam Newton, or Issac Newton

You'll prolly feel

The apple off yo forehead

Don't chalk it up to gravity

I'm dropping knowledge actually

I'm dropping college actually

I left without my credits give me credit nigga

My credentials with this pencil put you on your toes, put my soul on instrumentals

A foot fetish nigga

Fuck wit me famo!

If you dont you couldn't hide in 50 camos

I'm wit a chick you couldn't hump wit 50 camel backs

Booty like a camelback

Sick as 50 camel packs of cigarettes

Don't give me lip unless its camel toe

Nights like we in Camelot

You could call him Lancelot how I swing Excalibur at ignorance

Knights of the round table

Nice wit profound fables

Nights of this thrift shit we found label they covet

Love it, live it, pivot

Turn around on dime if its a buck on her mind i could give a fuck if she fine

Give me nickles and quarters

We ain't building foundations fickle I'm spittin that mortar

Snappin' ladders like peanut brittle the distance is shorter

Its like ripples on water you could catch the wave like Lake Michigan hittin' Wisconsin

Winters cold but it's warm when Jackson's right next yo Johnson

They see that and they bring the action all over your Bronson Bratwurst

I be like negro please no matter how you see it rap just like the negro leagues

I'm talking tress and speaking truths

[Hook]

And they ain't got a muthafuckin' clue when the world gonna blow

If the ground start to shake you can bet I'm out the door

When a blunt and prayer for the fam fuck a ho

For the free cause that's all my peoples know. That's the only way to go. (x2)

[Chorus]

And they ain't got a Muthafuckin' clue when the world gone end so starting from the bottom I'mma stack my ends swear to god that I'll never lose my soul for no Benz negro please We gone play this negro league till we bleed till the fleas eat my muthafuckin' knees ill be running wit my dogs

[Hook]

And they ain't got a muthafuckin' clue when the world blow if the ground start to shake you can bet I'm out the door when a blunt and prayer for the fam fuck a ho. For the free cause thats all my peoples know. For the free cause thats all my peoples know. For the free cause thats all my peoples know

• Artist:Mick Jenkins
• Album:Trees & Truths (2013)